<Kaeetayel> Go for a team entirely composed of Eeveelutions
<Princess> that's effort
<Princess> I need to buy the stones/go to rocks/make them happy/touch Eevee
<Kaeetayel> The last one doesn't sound too bad

Well, here's the truth. Might as well tell you after all of this time.

On February 25th Corin and I were getting ready to throw out an update, when out of nowhere Corin's place got raided by the police because of an anonymous tipoff that he had a stockpile of heroin underneath his floorboards. Turned out that Corin was in fact in possession of not only heroin, but also had a basement filled with marijuana plants and a few illegal documents, the contents of which I'm sure you'll understand are confidential. I wasn't really sure what was happening over the next few days, so I waited for word from Corin before I did anything. Turned out that Corin got his internet privileges fairly quickly in prison, which says more about the prison system in this country that anything else, but I digress. He contacted me shortly after, telling me that he needed to get out and that he wouldn't let me update the thread until he had his freedom. After a few difficult weeks of talking to him through an untraceable text based client on Tor, we came up with something.

Fast forward to about the end of March, I had been in a hotel near Corin's prison for a few days. I'd managed to get some people involved that could help us get Corin out, and somehow bribed a lovely prison warden named Peter into helping us from the inside. After lights out, Peter and a team of black hats we found on a UK based forum's irc chatroom killed all communications and power within the prison from the outside, whisking Corin out whilst the night guards worked on fixing the problem. The operation was a success, but then Corin dropped something even bigger on me that would once more impede the process of updating the Mafia, which was the sole reason we busted him out. Dark Souls 3 was just around the corner, and he wanted to alter roles for even more lore accuracy.

"What if the first son of Gwyn is revealed in this? We can't leave something that important out of the game!" "What if recurring characters change? We might need to change their allegiance!" "What happens if we find out more about the Furtive Pygmy! I don't want Guwuh to complain about the lore - not again!" Corin was beyond help. He was seeing a therapist for most of the time between the breakout and the inevitable release of the game, but nothing would cure his madness. We tried everything. Aromatherapy, CBT, antibiotics, electroshock therapy. Nothing would work, so in the last days leading up to Dark Souls 3, we hoped that he would be cured by the game, so we left him to it.

Since then, Corin has been glued to his TV, unable to move. Out of respect for him, I'm not going to update this game. You all may want to finish your game, but I want to cure not only my co-host, but also my friend.

I hope you all understand. This is all for Corin, who is stricken with madness. So detached from reality that he believes Dark Souls 3 to be the best game in the series.